18 November I have had this page since May, and in all that time I have studiously avoided the "Internet Ring" trap, meaning that these pages have been PROUDLY RINGLESS, because I think they tend to be kind of Uriah Heepish, especially when there are like twelve rings at the bottom of the main page. Having a whole page just for rings is cool, 'cause they're hidden away modestly, but still, I'm not wild about them. Then, last night I got an e-mail from Elly, another online diarist, telling me about a webring for us obsessive-compulsive exhibitionists, and you know what I did? I JOINED it! Call me a conformist...
More Billy Bragg stuff: Now, Billy Bragg is a very attractive, appealing sort of fellow, if you like that sort of this (as I do), and Robyn Hitchcock is more conventionally handsome in a Paul McCartney kind of way, and basically, they're both way cute in their respective ways, and what I'm wondering is: WHAT was with the poster for the show?! It was as though they purposely picked the two ugliest pictures they could find with which to advertise the show. Interesting promotional plan...
Sitting in front of Jennifer and I was this guy who had just bought a souvenir t-shirt, and he proceeded to remove the shirt he was wearing and proudly put on his new shirt.
Or a an incredible simulation. We were just glad the music was loud enough to drown out our screams.
When we were waiting to see Billy, I went out to the bathroom, and then had to get back in. On my way in, I saw a girl from LCP who said "Can I come in on your coattails?" I tried to explain to her that I was on the end of a VERY long train, and had no coattails of my own!
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